It was a lingering night.
Lacey woke up fatigued the next morning.
"Swoosh," the thick curtains were suddenly pulled open.
The room was bathed in sunlight.
Lacey, who was lying on the bed, frowned.
She felt achy all over and could barely move as if she had experienced a disaster.
"Ouch." Lacey bit her lower lip and took a deep breath. She scowled after that, unable to believe that she had a wet dream.
Frowning, she rubbed her waist before slowly opening her eyes.
"Ah!" Just as her eyes opened, Lacey saw Sam sitting in the chair.
Sam had been there for quite some time. His dark eyes stared at her in silence. Unable to determine his mood.
"Lacey!" Sam called out the name through gritted teeth.
Lacey's heart skipped a beat, and she unconsciously moved backward.
But as soon a
